You should think of a lesson
As a weapon of love
And teach your brother

Teach your sister
Think of a lesson as a weapon in love


ThereÃ?´s nothing you can do
But let time tick
Stay positive and show stiff lip

Nothing you can do
But let time tick away


I need twice as much space
And half as many things
A well written verse that I can sing

Twice as much space
And a new set of strings


These are the ghosts I made myself
These are the ghosts I made


We can bury the memory
If we want to go back
WeÃ?´re forward wanting

Past the haunting
Bury the memory
We donÃ?´t want to go back